A Wide Scope of California Talent

Patricia Dusenbury’s California Noir: 

Winter is a good time for an indoor road trip. Get comfortable, grab a cup of something warm, and join me on a classic mystery tour of California.

We’re in the Golden State, a land of sunshine and blue skies, but sunshine creates shadows, and in those shadows, lies menace. Glittering cities have a dark underbelly. The very ground beneath our feet is unstable. Fault lines shift, causing mini-jolts, while working up to the next big one. Tough guys - and gals - keep moving. So, let’s go.

We begin in 1940s Los Angeles where Raymond Chandler lived and worked. His first novel, The Big Sleep, introduces hardboiled detective Phillip Marlowe in a complex mystery with multiple twists and turns. Amongst them, an alert reader might find plot holes, including one unexplained murder, but tension is high, and the pace carries us along.

Written later but set in the 1940s, James Elroy’s The Black Dahlia is based on a real-life murder that revealed extensive police corruption. The murder remains unsolved, although Elroy provided a fictional solution. Or did he get it right, and the cops messed up/covered up?

A two-hour drive north on the 101 takes us to Santa Barbara, AKA Santa Theresa. This scenic coastal city with its red-roofed white-stucco downtown is home to Lew Archer. Ross Macdonald’s detective is as hard-boiled as Marlowe but has a more nuanced character. (Many consider MacDonald the all-time best American crime writer and one of our best novelists, period.) Before we leave Santa Barbara/Theresa, let’s move ahead several decades and walk where Sue Grafton’s Kinsey Millhone has walked. It’s her city, too.

Traveling further up the 101 and to the present day, we reach our last stop, San Francisco. The City by the Bay takes its noir heritage seriously. The apartment building where Dashiell Hammett lived and wrote the Maltese Falcon still stands at 891 Post Street. The Tenderloin is still seedy and, perhaps, nowhere to be after dark. Near Chinatown, a plaque marks the spot where Brigid O’Shaughnessy gunned down Sam Spade’s partner Miles Archer.

We end our tour with a drink at John’s Grill, Sam Spade’s favorite watering hole, which looks about the way it did when Dashiell Hammett was trading meals for mentions in his stories. Cheers. I hope you enjoyed the trip.

Patricia Dusenbury is the author of the award-winning mystery trilogy A Path Through the Ashes, which includes A Perfect Victim; Secrets, Lies & Homicide; and A House of Her Own. She also writes short stories and has been a Derringer finalist. Although Patricia lives in San Francisco, her mystery novels are set in pre-Katrina New Orleans, another great venue for dark doings. You can learn more about Patricia and her writing at Patricia Dusenbury.com  

Michele Drier Presents a Terrible Beauty:

Yeats wasn’t thinking about California when he wrote Easter, 1916 about the fight for Irish independence.

But, like the poem, California has both a breathtaking and a heartbreaking beauty.

At the least, it’s the only state that has a designated Fire Season.

I’ve lived in many places in the state and the one that’s in my consciousness much of this fall is the Sierra Nevada foothills.

My family came to San Francisco in 1849, spending vacations and summers in the Sierra near and in Yosemite. My grandmother had a friend from school who built a summer home on Bass Lake, in the foothills half-way between Fresno and Yosemite. As a child we lived at Bass Lake and in nearby Oakhurst, a small mountain town on Highway 41.

This is an area of wooded hills climbing up to the High Sierra. Within a few miles, we could spend days picnicking in Alpine meadows or driving across the scary Tioga Pass built into the face of a mountain. It was on a winding two-lane road with an almost 2,000-foot drop to the valley below.

At the pass, 9,943 feet high, we’d stop for its stunning view of granite mountains and lush valleys ranging to the horizon. If we sat still enough, marmosets would appear, singing their distinctive whistle before scurrying back to their burrows.

The woods rising up the foothills are primarily pine—ponderosa, sugar pine, yellow pine—with swathes of manzanita and madrone. The air smells good enough to eat and the dust, finely ground granite, puffs between your toes, soft as talc.  It’s no wonder people, a lot of people, want to live in these wooded areas, away from the coastal crush of several million residents.

The upside of beauty and rural living has a terrible downside, though. Fire.

As a kid, we’d watch summer lightning storms boil up in the high mountains, crossing our fingers there would be rain because a dry storm meant the possibility of a lightning strike fire. They happened but were usually out before doing too much damage.

That was years ago, and things have changed. The climate is drier, several years of drought have sucked the moisture out of the woods and an infestation of bark beetle has killed millions of trees. And more and more people have moved into the foothills, attracted by the beauty, the rural living, the cheaper cost of living.

Now fire season has taken on an ominous definition—wildfires that start by something manmade and that rage out of control across thousands of acres.

The fall of 2018 saw a fire in in the foothills of Northern California that razed the entire town of Paradise in a few hours. I’d been to Paradise. I had friends living in Paradise. One friend lost everything. Her home, her animals and her business, including a collection of typewriters amassed over years of loving printed words.

Living in California is understanding the terrible beauty of this land. From the mountains to the beaches, fire can wipe out homes, businesses, towns in a heartbeat. This fall, while the fire in Paradise raged, another friend living in the San Fernando Valley was evacuated and a fire that started in the chapperal above Malibu burned to the ocean, taking out billions of dollars’ worth of exclusive homes.

Fire is a constant in California, and there is almost no “fire season” now, it’s a year-round possibility. The state is changing.

There’s the beauty and now some fear.

 Michele Drier is a fifth generation Californian. During her career in journalism—as a reporter and editor at daily newspapers—she won awards for producing investigative series.

She is the past-president of Capitol Crimes, the Sacramento chapter of Sisters in Crime, the past-president of Guppies, the online chapter of Sisters in Crime and co-chair of Bouchercon 2020.

In addition to writing at least two books a year, she teaches private writing classes, does free-lance editing and doesn’t clean her house.

Mysteries are Edited for Death, (called “Riveting and much recommended” by the Midwest Book Review), Labeled for Death and Delta for Death. Additional books are Ashes of Memories, and first book in a new series, Stain on the Soul.

Her paranormal romance series, The Kandesky Vampire Chronicles, won awards from the Paranormal Romance Guild. The series is SNAP: The World Unfolds, SNAP: New Talent, Plague: A Love Story, Danube: A Tale of Murder, SNAP: Love for Blood, SNAP: Happily Ever After?, SNAP: White Nights, SNAP: All That Jazz, SNAP: I, Vampire and SNAP: Red Bear Rising.

Visit her facebook page, http://www.facebook.com/AuthorMicheleDrier, or her Amazon author page, http://www.amazon.com/Michele-Drier/e/B005D2YC8G/ or contact her at mjdrier@gmail.com

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Lofty Goals and Common Scents Presented by Sue Owens Wright

I was born in Sacramento, the City of Trees on the confluence of the American and Sacramento Rivers. I’m a valley girl, but my heart has always been in the high country of the Sierra Nevada. California’s capital is only 100 miles from mountains or sea, but I am drawn to beautiful Lake Tahoe. Located in the Sierras at 6,224 feet above sea level, Tahoe is the largest alpine lake in North America. The lake is so deep you could stand the Empire State Building in it and not see the top. Every summer of my childhood, Dad loaded us and the family dog into our Rambler Classic station wagon and drove up scenic Highway 50 to vacation at the lake. Before my parents could afford to purchase a cabin of their own, we rented private Tahoe cabins or stayed at rustic Camp Sacramento a few miles from the lake. I was inspired by Lake Tahoe’s grandeur and intrigued by the history and folklore surrounding the Lake of the Sky, or Da Ow A Ga (Hokan translation: edge of the lake), as the indigenous Washoe Tribe call it. That is why I chose it as the backdrop for the Beanie and Cruiser Mystery Series.

As a child, I loved reading and writing. Besides dog stories, my favorite books to read were Judy Bolton mysteries, similar to the Nancy Drew series. I have since collected them whenever I can find them. When I was eight years old, I tried writing a mystery novel of my own. I scribbled a few pages in a notebook but never finished the story. The notebook was lost, but I’d love to see what I wrote back then.  Fortunately, I have gotten better at keeping my notes and finishing writing books, which thus far includes five mysteries, a historical thriller, and two nonfiction books on dog care.

 

One thing all my books have in common is dogs. I love dogs, especially basset hounds. I’ve had a barker’s dozen dogs of various breeds in my life, eight of them bassets, seven of which were rescued.  Unfortunately, not everyone appreciates this French breed’s unique traits, which is why the dogs often end up in shelters. I adore those long-eared, low-slung hounds, in spite of their drool and stubbornness. When out in the field tracking a scent trail, as bassets were bred to do, they are tenacious and never give up the hunt for their quarry. With scenting skills second only to a bloodhound’s, the basset hound seemed like a perfect sidekick for my fictional sleuth. Thus, I penned the Beanie and Cruiser mysteries, featuring Elsie “Beanie” MacBean and her canine crime-buster, Cruiser, plus his troublesome new pack mate Calamity, another rescued basset introduced in book four, “Braced for Murder.”

        

My combined passion for dogs, mysteries, and Lake Tahoe has brought me great joy and purpose in life. I took the road less traveled to follow my dream of becoming an author, which has culminated in many honors, most notably two Maxwell Awards from the Dog Writers Association of America (DWAA) for the best writing on the subject of dogs. I recently received my twelfth Maxwell nomination for book five in the Beanie and Cruiser series, EARS FOR MURDER. I’m hoping for a third win on February 10, when annual competition results are announced at the DWAA awards banquet in New York City. Whatever happens, I am content in the knowledge that, like a basset hound tracking rabbits on a woodland trail, I followed the right path.

 

Sue Owens Wright is an award-winning author of fiction and nonfiction. She is an eleven-time finalist for the Maxwell, awarded annually by the Dog Writers Association of America (DWAA) to the best writer on the subject of dogs. She has twice won the Maxwell Award and earned special recognition from the Humane Society of the United States for her writing. She writes the acclaimed Beanie and Cruiser Mystery Series, including Howling Bloody Murder, Sirius About Murder, Embarking On Murder and Braced For Murder, which is recommended on the American Kennel Club’s list of Best Dog Books.

Visit Sue Owens Wright at all of these great sites:

www.sueowenswright.com

http://dogearedbooks.blogspot.com/

https://www.facebook.com/sue.o.wright

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